Wednesday, December 31, 2014

Oh, those former Navy SEAL bodyguards: what Emily is up to

I'm incredibly excited to be starting a new book almost at New Year's--my first foray into what I think of as the "spanking bodyguard" genre!It was worse than the death-threat. It was worse, because Charity knew it was her fault, for sneaking out, and because she knew there was no way she was going to avoid it: former Navy SEAL Ryan Bedford was about to spank spoiled socialite activist Charity Phillips."Please do it over my clothes," Charity squeaked, looking up at him, not even knowing what she was saying."Bad girls don't get to say how they're punished, Charity," Ryan replied. He had gotten to within a foot of the sofa."With my panties on, please? Please?"Ryan shook his head, and reached out his long arms. Charity felt herself freeze up completely. "Alright," she whispered, her teeth chattering in fear so that she could hardly speak. "I'll… I'll…"She had meant to say, "I'll get over your lap," but Ryan didn't let her finish the sentence, which Charity wasn't even sure she would have been able to make good on, so frightened was she by his huge form, looming over her. She felt his hands take hold of her, one at her shoulder and the other around her waist, and then he was turning her, upending her, putting her face-down over the arm of the sofa.At first Charity was so shocked, in her slightly tipsy state, that he had actually taken bodily hold of her, that she put up no resistance, but when she felt Ryan reach around to the front of her jeans and start to unbutton them, she started to yell, and to kick."No! You can forget about this, asshole!" At least she had made it impossible for him to take her jeans down, for the moment. He had to use his left arm to hold her down over the padded arm of the green sofa.

"You, Charity, can forget about me not doing this," he said, still in that infuriatingly calm voice. She wondered suddenly whether she would ever be able to get him to lose his temper, and to her astonishment she found that even here and now, clearly unable to avoid getting a spanking from him in his calm state, she wanted to try to make him angry. Stupid, stupid, stupid! shouted a part of her mind, while another said, If he thinks he can make me obey him, he hasn't seen disobedience yet.

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Emily Tilton, whose books have hit number one on Amazon in four different erotica categories, wishes she could live out her fantasies of submission the way her characters do.

Emily's erotica is a narrative version of her nearly lifelong quest to reconcile her submissive erotic orientation with her ethics. She writes erotica, not erotic romance: her books are about sex, because writing about sex helps her understand that fundamental part of her life better. She hopes maybe it does the same for her readers.

Over the many years since Emily became aware of her sometimes unbearable craving for ravishment, spanking, and above all anal domination, she has tried to come to terms with that craving in more ways than she can count. The first of the ways was by reading, voraciously, every piece of BDSM erotica she could find.

Eventually, she read Story of O. As is reflected throughout her work, it changed her life, though the change has been gradual, and continues to this day. The idea that other women might share the lusts she has by turns been ashamed of and defiantly proud of, that a woman like the real Pauline Réage might write so beautifully of those lusts, and work them out so thoroughly and even pitilessly on a character, put Réage's famous pencil in her right hand. Or, to put it in the terms of EXPLORATIONS, which she considers her magnum opus, it put her left hand on the keyboard of her laptop and her right hand in her lap, if you know what she means. Emily started to write spanking stories.